I spent a lot of time early this morning at the coffee shop across the street from the sign. Working on my proposal for a fellowship. I hadn't gotten much sleep and kept staring at the sign. My thought process was this:
Is roup just pour spelled backwards? Nope. Its not. Why would someone name their street Roup? What kind of word is that? Probably someone's last name. How un-original. It would be cooler if it was pour spelled backwards. Wait, is it pour backwards? No, still doesn't work. OMG! How much time have I been staring at this sign? People must think I'm a crazy person staring out the window and I'm not getting any work done! Argh!
Two hours later when I left the coffee shop, I thought should pay homage to the sign, and make it live in infamy on this blog.
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